Chapter 59 The old boy Zhou Botong (please follow up)
With just one glance, Huang Yaoshi was sure that what was recorded on this piece of human skin was indeed the text of the "Nine Yin Manual"!
"The way of heaven is to make up for the excess of damage and make up for the deficiency..."
For Huang Yaoshi, this is too familiar!
Familiar to the point of being...unforgettable!
Hao Jian smiled and said calmly: "Old Huang, if you eat an egg and think it is delicious, then just eat it! Don't worry about where the chicken laid the egg..."
Huang Yaoshi's face was gloomy and scary, and he asked: "Is this... what Mei Chaofeng lost?"
"Yes, yes, you are right! I can also tell you in more detail that this skin belongs to Chen Xuanfeng. After Chen Xuanfeng died, Mei Chaofeng peeled it off from Chen Xuanfeng's chest..." Hao Jian said nonchalantly.
Huang Yaoshi was shocked and immediately thought of what Mei Chaofeng said when he returned to Yun Village.
In the Mongolian desert, Chen Xuanfeng died unexpectedly at the hands of young Guo Jing...
With his intelligence, he immediately restored the origin of this scripture to its fullest extent.
"Why would you give this to me?"
Hao Jian had a headache, "Master Huang, you have a hundred thousand whys? How come there are so many reasons! The "Nine Yin Manual" is not a particularly precious thing... not to mention that it only records the specific martial arts of foreign schools.
Next volume! Look at your two illiterate disciples. As direct disciples of the all-knowing and omniscient Dongxiehuang Medicine Master, they can't understand the scriptures of the "Nine Yin Manual"... They have mastered the Taoist mystical skills well.
Such a ghostly look... If the author of "Nine Yin Manual" knew it, the coffin boards wouldn't be able to hold it down, you know?"
Huang Yaoshi: "...My abandoned disciple, you don't need to make irresponsible remarks!"
"Tch, you're quite defensive! He's obviously a traitor, but he's actually called a deserter... Do you know what your real deserters... are living... Like Lu Chengfeng, he's already living a good life!
I've given you the text, you can handle it yourself... As for me, I'm getting ready to leave today... See you in Xiangyang! Then, I'll prepare a little surprise for you!" Hao Jian said with a smile.
Huang Yaoshi was startled, "What little surprise?"
"If I told you in advance, would it still be called a surprise?" Hao Jian had already turned around, waving his hand and walked into the depths of the peach blossom.
Huang Yaoshi stood there and suddenly said to himself: "Huh! What surprise can you, a little bitch, give me? I have lived for so many years, and I have never seen any rare things..."
As he spoke, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the human skin in his hand.
"...This can barely be considered a surprise!"
After Huang Yaoshi said this, he turned around impatiently and looked at the tombstone, his expression slightly relaxed.
"A Heng, my husband found the "Nine Yin Manual" for you! It must be you, it must be your spirit in heaven guiding that boy... I knew it was you! Incense candle... Incense candle... you wait, for
Husband will be back in a moment!"
After saying that, he activated his technique and disappeared into the peach forest in an instant.
In just a moment, Huang Yaoshi came to the tomb again, holding incense, candles and other objects in his hand, and actually burned the human skin as a sacrifice to Feng Heng!
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At dawn, after breakfast, Hao Jian prepared to leave the island.
"Huang Laoxie, am I really leaving? Are you really not going to keep me anymore?" the old naughty boy said with a smile.
One of his long-cherished wishes was fulfilled last night, and Huang Yaoshi is still in a good mood today, "I said, you are free! In the future, if you come to our island again, I will welcome you."
Everyone came to the beach together. There were seven or eight boats of various sizes parked in the harbor, some large and some small.
The old naughty boy saw the splendid flower boat at the end at a glance, and exclaimed cheerfully: "I want to take that boat!"
Huang Yaoshi's expression changed, "Bo Tong, you can choose any boat here, but that one won't work! That boat hasn't been repaired yet... you can't sit on it!"
The old naughty boy stared, "Stingy! Huang Laoxie, why are you so stingy?"
Huang Yaoshi had no choice but to say: "I am really not stingy! That boat has been parked here and has never been used. It is really hard to sit on it! If you don't believe it, I will burn it in front of you!"
After saying this, he made a gesture and ordered the mute servant to go over and burn the boat.
Hao Jian naturally knew that the boat was the sea burial boat prepared by Huang Yaoshi for himself, so he stopped the old naughty boy and said: "Old naughty boy, guests are welcome! If you don't obey me, I will ignore you..."
The old naughty boy was startled, immediately sat down on the ground, pulled his beard and started crying...
Huang Yaoshi, Hong Qigong and others who were familiar with his character were all speechless.
Qin Nanqin and Guo Jing were secretly amused.
Hao Jian grabbed the old naughty boy and said, "Military advisor, don't worry about this old naughty kid, just drag him away!"
"Little bitch, let go, let me go...I want to take a new boat!" The old naughty boy struggled endlessly, crying and fussing. He always didn't care about the priority of anything. The more harsh words others said, the more proud he was of doing nonsense.
Hao Jian doesn’t want to drink sea water with the old naughty boy!
Rolling his eyes, he opened his mouth and chanted: "With four machines, the couple wants to fly together, but the poor old man turns white first..."
Everyone else was at a loss, but the old naughty boy was stunned for an instant, his eyes widening...
"You...how do you know?"
Hao Jian smiled and said, "You want to know?"
The old naughty boy nodded and stopped crying and making trouble.
"Then listen to me! Follow me and get on the boat..." Hao Jian raised his head, took Nan Qin with him, and Xiao Hong squatted on his shoulders, and walked step by step towards one of the larger boats.
The old naughty boy pursed his lips and followed Hao Jian angrily, looking back at the new ship step by step, but he finally stopped making trouble...
"Brother Yao, the old beggar has also said goodbye!" Hong Qigong said with a smile.
"Brother Seven, take care!" Huang Yaoshi was in a good mood and returned the greeting with a smile.
"Jing'er, let's go!" Hong Qigong shouted.
On the other side, Huang Rong reluctantly held Guo Jing's hand and carried Guo Jing to the boat. She stood beside her old father with tears in her eyes, "Brother Jing, you should have picked up your mother earlier and come back to marry me!"
Guo Jing looked at Huang Rong on the bank and nodded vigorously, "Rong'er, I can do it!"
After a while, a boatman set off.
The old naughty boy sat on the boat angrily and stared at Hao Jian, "Tell me quickly, how do you know?"
Hao Jian pondered for a moment and said calmly: "If you ask me, I have to tell you? Then I would be so embarrassed!"
"Oh? There is a secret!" Hong Qigong also came over, with a look of gossip on his face.
"No... no secret!" The old naughty boy's face turned green, "Forget it, forget it, little bitch, I won't ask anymore! You are not allowed to tell others, not even the old beggar!"
Hao Jian smiled and said, "It depends on your performance!"
Old naughty boy: "..."
"Forget it, I won't ask anymore, old beggar... Hey, taking a boat is so boring..." Hong Qigong shook his head.
Hao Jian looked at the sleepy little red bird and said with a smile: "Well, let me tell you a story about my childhood."
"Okay, okay!" The old naughty boy was thinking about how to change the subject. When he heard this, he quickly said happily.
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